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7: A Blast From The Past
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LyraDad led us to a fancy suite while I carried Charlie in my arms, slumped against my shoulder, still tired after sleeping in the car. The room was overkill, far too lavish than necessary. But when Dad wanted things to be perfect, he spared no expense.It was later at night when we arrived, and I couldn’t help but feel like the walls were caving in around me.Earlier that day, I had no idea I had already been sold off and promised to marry the very man I hoped never to see again.Dad sat on a loveseat and watched while Charlie played with his dinosaurs on the expensive-looking carpet. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows with my arms folded, watching the cars stuck in traffic below.Before long, the door opened, and several men walked in.Craning over my shoulder, my heart stammered the moment I found Valentin. His brothers followed, looking around the room.He met my gaze, and everything hit me. The rage, upset, and confusion over what had gone wrong between us. It crashed into
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ValentinLyra was a sight for sore eyes, and my god, did it feel like a punishment.Her beauty was startling, as if it had grown tenfold since becoming a mother. Immediately, I wished I had been able to see her belly swollen with my child. To be able to brag that I had secured a woman like her.She used to feel unbelievably good beneath me, taking everything I had to give her, always whining and whimpering for more. Nobody had compared to her since, even if it sounded pathetic to admit.Yet she hardly looked happy to see me then, and the shock of it all was too much.I had a son that I didn’t know about. She never told me.Three years had gone by, and as far as I had been concerned, she vanished. At that time, she raised our son in secret.Blinking back at her dubiously, I tried to hide my shock. I didn’t want to make a scene in front of the boy, even if I had felt robbed in a way.My brothers murmured to themselves, but I wasn’t paying attention.Drawn to the small child, I kneeled a
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LyraTwo days had gone by in a blur despite being bored stiff in the hotel suite, awaiting the day I’d be kissing my freedom goodbye.At the very least, the suite was nice, and Dad was gone most of the time dealing with business. It had been just me and Charlie, waiting for the wedding to arrive. But when you aren’t surrounded by your own things and only have the hotel television to watch, it feels like agony.But waking up that morning, I found a ballroom gown laid out on the bed, zipped up to protect it.I had barely unzipped it to take a look at the expensive fabric, embroidered with beautiful rhinestones and cut into a sweetheart neckline, by the time a woman stepped into the room.Gasping, I dropped the dress and looked at her in question. “Who are you?”The woman looked nice enough with her black hair up in a bun, giving me kind eyes. “I’m Nina, one of Valentin’s maids. He sent me to help you get ready. Lucky for you, I used to be an aspiring makeup artist.”“Oh,” I mumbled, st
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ValentinThe neck of the bottle was mostly gone by the time the door opened, revealing Lyra escorted by a few of our men. She entered the room hesitantly as the guards nodded once and retreated to the hall, closing the door behind them.Standing there with her arms folded in front of herself, she cleared her throat awkwardly, not fully looking at me. She was still wearing the dress I had picked out for her, even if she didn’t know that part.Aware of the stagnant air between us, I chuckled to myself and dropped down into one of the seats. The cushion eased with a sigh beneath my weight, giving me relief from being on my feet during the ceremony.“It seems fate has brought us together again.”Lyra only pulled a small smile. I could feel her hesitance from across the room.“Sit,” I murmured, gesturing vaguely toward the other chair.Wordlessly, she did exactly that, gliding across the floor with her elegance. She took her seat opposite me and glanced around the room.Sighing to myself,
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